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You don’t know real heartbreak until you’re praying every night to a God you don’t even know if you believe in to bring him back to you

Lily Davan

[lilydavan]

here

Sitting silently in this wooden pew

I marvel so wondrously 

At the history of this place

The beautiful , God endearing 

Loveliness of it all

I can feel so potently the 

Stories that came here before me

The voices that sang the hymns 

A hundred years ago 

I can feel 

The presence of a thousand lives over and over again 

This place holds every whisper ever spoken

This place holds the golden age of our God 

This place holds the Word and the Life 

Inscribed on its walls 

This place holds the God who forgave us 

I can feel it saturate the air that I breathe 

As I look around and just stare, breath stolen from me 

I feel it in my bones 

The ghosts of everyone who has ever 

Walked between these pews 

Who has walked the path our God has set for us 

Can feel it , the hauntingness 

the history of this place 

And I have no words to describe the 

Feeling I get when I see the gold melt off the walls like honey 

Gold that saturated this room with praise 

This place is truly 

The house of our God

And the gate to heaven 

Lily Davan 7/16/2019